Up before 6:30 to pack up the Honda, aka Lil' Carl, and head up to Brewster with miscellaneous plants, the 1970s component stereo, and the desktop mothership computer, Talisker. It's hot already but I have to get the hell out of this Dodge before I just collapse into tears and worse.
I'll be back.
And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life. — Anne Lamott
Monday, July 2, 2012
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